I've ruined countless gnome skin boots in Stranglethorn Vale
waiting for it to rain so a Baby Ape will spawn. I've developed a chronic cough
from all the sand in my lungs loitering in Tanaris for Silithid Hatchlings to unburrow
during a sandstorm. I've set up camp for days under hostile circumstances in Arathi
Highlands waiting for a Tiny Twister to show its face while Refuge Point guards
try to sabotage my efforts.
All this and I thought I was prepared, but nothing could
prepare me for these words:
"Winter starts November 1st to the last day of
February."
Now, you're probably wondering what this means. Well, sit
back, relax, and discover the true meaning of life as I guide you through what
was meant to be [Sponge Bob Voice] THE BE~ST DA~Y EVVVVV~ERRRRR!
Click below to start the picture book, because most of us
can't read. /STARES AT GLYNNIA